“One of the two from the gate?” Darna said, keeping her eyes on Eppie. “The other one…” She hurried to meet Eppie, feeling a little discomfited to notice that she still had nothing to wear except the old temple blanket and the pendant Ivanat had given her. Eppie appeared to be wounded.
The bandits were close at her heels. She wished she could talk to Eppie alone.
“Where’s Thorat? Are you all right?” she asked.
“You’re naked,” Eppie remarked. “I’m walking, at least. Thorat’s down the hill, still pretty close to the old gate, by a spring there. He got a bad cut and he was bleeding a lot, but the fever’s past and he says he wants to go back to Anamat, or at least to the Eye.” The Eye of Na was the lake halfway across the mountains between Anamat and Slaradun. It wouldn’t be far away.
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